James Wilson
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Cultivators occupying lower positions within the martial world comprised individuals ranging from ordinary cultivators at the Human Origin Stage to those at the Earth Origin Stage, and even Sky Origin Stage practitioners such as Guan Zhengwen from the Crown Prince's Palace and Master Sun from the royal family. Among them, some possessed remarkable power and strength, and a few ranked at the apex within the Land of Han-Yang. Yet, they all bowed to the authority of the royal family. However, the martial…
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Everyone present grasped the reason behind the sudden surge of intense killing intent, yet they didn't delve into the specifics. After all, in such a grand auction, there were always precautionary measures in place for any potential escalation. An elderly man with a flowing white beard, representing the Sunlight Sect, decided to inquire, "Might I be so bold as to inquire which esteemed lady graces the Sky No. 1 Room? Is it Wan of the Cloud or Xiu of the Heaven?" With a courteous smile, he added, "I am…
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The members of the two great sects couldn't help but sneer at the unfolding situation. These six individuals reveled in their apparent victory. They turned their heads, their cold gazes growing even more frigid. In this moment, they unleashed their latent killing intent. The Sky No. 1 Room remained tranquil. Although several minutes had elapsed since their arrival, everything in the room had already been replaced. Ling-Bao Hall had substituted every detail in the room, from the…
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Evidently, the members of the House of the Chaotic Storm paid no heed to the onlookers. They advanced with utmost solemnity, not a single one of them casting a backward glance. After some moments, the elderly man finally released his grip on the young man, who was left breathless and gasping for air. "Refrain from uttering anything foolish!" The old man's voice quivered as he admonished the youth. The surrounding crowd observed them with a mixture of curiosity and amusement. Although the…
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The individuals before them were distinctive in their appearance, their only colors being the darkness of their hair and the depth of their eyes. Black garments, black shoes, black hats, black belts, and black swords and shields—every article of clothing and accessory they wore was black. It was a monochromatic ensemble, only contrasted by the whites of their eyes. These two peculiar groups moved with deliberate grace, their strides unhurried and their demeanor composed. They seemed to regard the…
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Liu Changjun's head inclined slightly as he finally responded, though his words remained starkly succinct. "So what?" Upon hearing this retort, Wan Zhenghao found himself momentarily dumbfounded. The realization of the stark simplicity in Liu Changjun's response kindled a tempest of anger within him. Pointing vehemently at Liu Changjun, he erupted in fury. "You... You are an utter imbecile... What words can I possibly employ to convey the gravity of this situation to you? You, with your 'So what?' and…
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Cha Eun Xiao's swift recovery could not solely be attributed to the presence of the purple qi, Supreme Dan Beads, and Water Drops, though they undoubtedly played a pivotal role. His injuries had been grievous, having driven his saint soul, soul, and life energy to their lowest ebb. Under normal circumstances, it would have necessitated a protracted period to regain full vitality. Yet, an essential factor had altered the equation—his recent breakthrough to a new stage. This advancement had drained his…
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Amidst the bustling discourse that permeated the surroundings, a sudden and fearful cry pierced the air, causing the individual who had uttered it to hastily distance themselves, trembling with a palpable terror. Perplexed by the abrupt outburst, a nearby individual inquired, "What is the matter?" Their voice carried a note of alarm. With a pallid countenance that seemed on the verge of nausea, the terrified man stammered, "Th-the... the... the bodies are in motion... they are... disintegrating...…
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Among the two lifeless forms sprawled on the ground, one was identified as Chen Yuanfeng from the Sunlight Sect. His passing didn't raise much concern, for he was considered a minor figure, and his demise didn't carry significant weight. However, the other body belonged to none other than Nan Tianxing of the Starlight Sect. The sight sent shivers down the spines of all who witnessed it. In this city, how many possessed the capability to dispatch someone like Nan Tianxing? The answer was…
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Chen Yuanfeng only stepped ahead to test Feng Zhiling. He knew that the moment he felt something was wrong, he should immediately sway the sword in his hand and flee away quickly. It would be better to observe from a distance before taking any other moves. Suddenly, Cha Eun Xiao coughed out once again and spat out blood. And then another one. His fingers seemed to be shaking. He let out a deep sigh. "Fine…" Even though he didn't say more than a single word, the desperation in it was still hard…
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